Thea Lynch followed behind her grandfather.
"It's really Ian," she thought, even before seeing him, just by hearing her grandfather's words ahead.
Thea turned around, carrying some things into the kitchen. Her grandmother called out from behind, "Hey, Thea…"
Her grandfather glanced back and explained for her, "She went to put away the groceries, she'll be right back."
In the kitchen, Thea pretended not to know Ian was outside and stayed in the kitchen, handling the greens alone.
Two minutes later, footsteps sounded behind her. She looked over and saw Ian rolling up his sleeves, slowly walking in.
Unlike his usual formal attire, today he was dressed casually, like her, deliberately clearing the day, not rushing in the middle of work...
What her grandfather said turned out to be true.
Thinking about how he had been visiting her grandparents for years, Thea felt indescribable emotions rising within her.
